Open window
Holding the line
Hard puller
The girl pulled harder
The window and the wall
Black stains on the wall
Shadows and stars
Fallen angels
Eating foetuses in the dark
Whooped cream
And strawberries
Forever dying
The window open
And the wall
Mapping reality
The girl pulled harder
The string went higher
Up and down broken ladders
Squashed up angels
Anger in her throat
On her cheeks
Roaring through her nose
Jumping through windows
Eating feathers
Climbing up ladders
Snakes and crabs crawling
Stains on the wall
Black and moving
Devouring windows on the wall
Smashing glasses
Creating new sounds
Squeeking faith
Blinding sighs
The girl pulled harder
The nose grew bigger
The windows turned into gaping mouths
The creatures moving
The black stains growing
The featherless angels
The foetuses
The light somewhere
No one remembered
A little creature like
Thousands of girls crying
Angels dying
Windows closing
Glass braking
Creatures rising
And the angel fallen
A little creature
Thousands
Elephants, goats, cats, owls and
huge lions
The girl pulled harder
The thread grew longer
The windows broken
The lake empty
The stains darker
The light fading
The fire burning
The alarms shouting
The nose exploding
The scattered bones and glass and flesh
The girl pulled harder
Always harder
The ears started melting
She kept on pulling
A little like yourself
No more black feathers white windows
Bones and glass and flesh
Lying all around
The girl pulled and pulled
A little like yourself
The thread would brake
It had to brake
It would brake
It had to brake
No directions to be said
Circles up and down
Walls and windows
Broken matters
Streets turned into abysses
Flaming lips
The end of this
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